Drawn after one of the trees behind my apartment was visted by a tree surgeon who not so much pruned it, as sliced it in twain and carted away the top half.
It's good to be here. Twain is my word for the day. As is Twack. I'll have to search out your own strip on here... I've read it on GoComics often, but haven't found it here yet...
Smith is a Siamese cat. All he wants is a quiet life, the standard feline existence of sleeping, eating and sniffing things, leavened with the occasional bit of pouncing. It’s a pity that none of his friends will leave him alone long enough for it to ever happen.
For older Smith comics from the olden times (say about 2010), visit:
https://tapas.io/series/Smith-Classic
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